Make sure to bend all the way over

So it is time once again to add another chapter to the long list of weird shit that seems to happen to me. From the weird people that used to ask me for rides, to the guy from Ft. Wayne who was suing me, to getting jacked in the face by a small time crook (allegedly) in Japan there have been many chapters in this story. This one, though, this one tops them all. I know what you are thinking: how could this possibly be any better (or worse) than getting punched out and waking up in the hospital the day I am supposed to return to the U.S.? Well it is. Trust me. So last night we had a party for my roommates birthday just a little shindig that turned into a rockin' good time. Everything is going good until about 1:30 am when the land lady, who is this ancient lesbian (thats no slam on lesbians, this lady is really catching for the other team) shows up. So my friend the bartender goes out and smoothes things over, and we turn off the music and the party dies down and shortly ends. No problems, I think, as I wake up this morning (minus maybe a very mild hangover). I am in a very good mood, we had a great party and after talking to Melissa for a while I was very excited about the upcoming vacation. I go to work but stop in to buy a sandwich at a bakery, while there I get an email from my roommate that we are being evicted from the apartment. Clunk. Not only that but the girls that live downstairs are also being evicted for our transgresion. All is not lost as the housing department is "negotiating" (= begging) with the company that owns this building. So whatever, I am so pissed I can't see straight, I was literally shaking with rage during my first few lessons today. This sucks.